The Great Mage Returns After 4000 Years

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Anastasia seems sober, but she hasn't opened her mouth for a while.

And a precious sight unfolded. Hector is sweating with a puffy face. I've only seen an extremely myfaced face so it's fresh to be such a heartbeat reaction.

“Sin, sorry. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

“I didn't even know this was going to happen. Seriously.”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

“Hey, there? ”

Cairo, who looked at him, said with a lamentable face.

“This is also my fault. ”

“Hmm?”

“Anastasia was originally a man's name. ”

Frey raises his head.

“Did you? It's like a girl's name. ”

“In the ancient Eastern provinces, I used a lot as a man's name. You're from the Great Prophet. I noticed that, but I just didn't say anything because it's common for Golem to have no gender. ”

Then he sighed deeply.

“By the way, I never thought Schuhaizer's soul would fall asleep. ”

“There is no soul. ”

Anastasia replies. She was still a confused face, but also seemed to have halved her mind.

But what did you say?

“What's that supposed to mean? ”

“I don't have a soul of Schuhaizer. ”

It's a much clearer voice than I just heard. Frey's face changed.

Cairo also asked in a cheerful voice.

“Didn't you just say you were Schuhijser Strow? ”

“Yes.”

“But you don't have a soul? ”

“Absolutely. Transferring souls is not an alchemy field. ”

[Contractor]

Diablo raised his eyes and said,

[Contractor's field]

“Yes. That Richie is clever. ”

[· · · · · ·]

“Of course, most contractors are high-tech. Among the contractors I knew, only one was capable of that degree. ”

Anastasia, who was silent for a while, said:

“· · · · · I don't get along very well with her. I didn't know how to ask. ”

Frey's eyes narrowed.

“I heard that the Great Prophet and the Black Witch didn't get along so well, it must have been true. ”

“Is that what you're going down to? Shame on you.”

Anastasia laughed.

“Besides, if I transfer my soul to the nucleus, my body will die. I just copied the memory and the personality into the nucleus because of a number of problems. ”

It was shocking.

Do you copy memories and personalities? Frey is ignorant of alchemy, but he can only see the faces of the people around him about how ridiculous the work is.

“Is that possible? ”

Cairo said in a trembling voice.

“I was repudiated, but I can see the gamble is moving like this. Praise be to your alchemy. It couldn't have been that hard to make enough flesh to digest my nucleus. ”

Then he looks around his body and becomes a crying face again.

“It would have been better if it hadn't been like this. I thought it would be nice to be human, but this is out-of-count. ”

“Hmmm. Hmm. ”

Anastasia shakes her head. What has already happened seems to me to be inevitable.

Certainly that was Schuhijerda.

“By the way, I didn't even ask your name. ”

“Oh, poetry, excuse me. It's an honor to meet you. My name is Cairo Wirseman. ”

“Wierseman? ”

“Do you know? ”

“Mm-hmm. No. Nothing. ”

Frey felt disguised.

I didn't think deeply, but Cairo doesn't seem to know that Wierseman is a real Shheizer castle.

‘I don't think I have any awareness of seeing my ancestors. ’

So the castle of Wirseman is simply overlapping?

Nor is it · · · · ·.

“I want to ask you one question. ”

Everyone listened to Anastasia. She said in a slightly cold voice.

“Who found my nucleus? ”

At the end of the day, the left eye turned to Frey.

Anastasia also looked at Frey. Her cyan eyes scour Frey's body. Just like I said I wouldn't miss anything very trivial.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

I know why she looks like this.

Anastasia's nucleus was the last room in the Dungeon of Schuhaizer. And in order to enter that room, you have to answer the last question asked by Schuhijser.

The real name of Schuheiser.

Few people would know that. If you don't even know his long-standing descendant Cairo, maybe there's really no one else to know but Frey.

“I want to talk to him for a second. ”

“That's · · · · ”

Cairo wells his lips. Frey glances quietly.

He silences and nods. Hector and Diablo also left their seats.

Tak

The door is closed.

We faced each other.

Those who have had this experience are probably the only ones who have had the whole history of the continent.

I reunited with my past friendship in 4,000 years, but I can't believe I have a different name, a different face.

Fray and Anastasia have been facing each other for some time.

Lucas and I are not Schuhijser. It was Fray and Anastasia.

Frey once again acknowledged the fact.

“What's your name?”

“Frey Blake. ”

“ · · · · · ·. ”

Anastasia's expression became more complex. There seemed to be a lot to say. But Frey said before she opened her mouth.

“I can't write the same name as before. For the time being, you should use the name Anastasia. ”

“What? ”

“In modern times, our rumors seem to be inflated beyond thought. ”

“You. ”

Anastasia's face was covered with blood and tears fell.

“Are you back? ”

“It took 4,000 years. ”

At that moment, Anastasia ran one step and hugged Frey.

Frey hugs him face to face. His face became strange.

I'm definitely holding a friend. What do you mean? This drizzling feeling.

“You son of a bitch. It's too late. ”

“It's great to be out. It would take 4,000 more years if it were you. ”

“Is that what you're saying? Ugh. Shit. It's hard to hold properly. What the hell, this body? Did you like this kid? Was this the driving force behind all those dashes? ”

“It was a force majeure. But I don't think there's just a bad thing. ”

“What's wrong?”

“It feels better than hugging a Seekerman. ”

Anastasia said in a ridiculous voice:

“Are you joking when you look at me? ”

“Khh.”

Frey bursts into laughter.

I don't know how long it took me to smile so pleasantly.

1.

Released a short circulation.

It felt strange.

They both had different looks, different names than in the past. Nevertheless, the fact that there were no two friends with each other was not different, nor was it doubtful.

The more I talked, the more convinced I was. I'm pretty sure this guy's his friend.

They spoke endlessly in a quiet voice. Then I was silent at some point.

I didn't have anything to say. It's a reunion of 4,000 years. It's enough to float for a month.

That's why I thought about it. It'll never end. It's not a pity, but before that, there was a topic to be addressed.

“I saw the memory of the earth through the Bluhiral. I watched Iris kill you. ”

“· · · · ·. I was killed by Iris. ”

I felt a little awkward about it.

“As in?”

“My memory was until 'My’ went to see Iris. ”

“· · · · · ·. ”

I think I expected to be killed by Iris a little after my words.

Anastasia hesitated for a moment and said,

“It's suspicious. ”

“What's wrong?”

“Iris betrayed us. Something has happened. ”

“Yes, but that can't be impunity. You know that.”

At that end Anastasia was silent.

“Either way, she killed you, screwed Cassie and Lucid. I can't forgive you for any quickness.

And you will pay for it. ”

“I don't think I'm involved anymore. ”

Anastasia was a complex face.

She doesn't remember being killed by Iris herself, so I don't know if she really does.

“You take care of yourself. · · · · · And you think of me as a Schuhaizer? ”

“What do you mean? ”

“I told you. I'm nothing more than a copy of his personality and memory. Honestly, you can't call yourself Schuhijer. ”

Anastasia asked in a slightly uneasy voice. Frey went on to understand to some extent the concerns she had. It's not introverted, but it's confusing with identity. I have no choice. She's in a very special situation right now.

So I was rather able to answer boldly.

“That's a matter for you to consider. ”

“Huh?”

“I have a pile of problems to think about besides that. Roll your head alone. I don't know if there's any way to think about it in the first place. ”

I'm going to be busy without a bird in the snow.

When Frey answered nothing, Anastasia said in a silent voice.

“Are you done with that? ”

“Tell me when you get the answer. Either you're Schuheiser or someone else. I've been thinking about it ever since. ”

“· · · · · · ha. ”

Anastasia shed a frozen smile.

“Yes, you were. ”

“There's more to it than that. I'll be as brief as I can, so listen carefully. ”

“Don't listen.”

how the world has changed, what the continent is in right now, how we're going to move.

Frey started a long story.

2.

“Today was also great. Anti-corruption.”

An oak heads down. Ivan grumbles with a roughly bandage on his forearm.

“I'm not a great warrior. ”

“You're still saying that. Give up. You are a warrior among the warriors, and you have charisma to lead the pack. Without you, we'd be doomed. To the monsters.”

Monster.

It's not exactly the wrong word, but to be precise, it's Demigod's critique.

They were strong, fast, and firm. They were dangerous enough to defeat a veteran warrior like Sylkid.

The destruction of the Talhadun was the origin of the Creator's appearance. Afterwards, the men who appeared throughout Sylkid soon spread to all sides and began a brutal massacre.

No city could be seen as safe from the Creator's Beast, as even a crowded monster swarms like an ant.

Ivan wanders around Sylkid, looking for the weapon of photography, and sees a group of people being attacked by the Creator. I couldn't pretend I didn't see him, so I saved him for now. Since then, they have called him "the Great Warrior" and started following him.

‘It wasn't long ago, but there was a lot going on. ’

At first it was in and out of twenty, and now it has already reached more than a hundred interns. Saving food was also tricky, but the most annoying rumor was the mouth.

The warrior leaders, the key forces of the Talhadun, died with the destruction of the Talhadun. Fortunately, some warriors, including the Grand Chief, were able to claim their lives, but the fact remains that they suffered devastating damage.

Ivan's rumors to the people of Sylkid, who were so desperate, would have come as the Savior's present.

A hero who wanders around the Silkchild, gathering powerful warriors! His fist seems to be coming from King Madomoo!

At first, it was a rumor that he was poor, but he gradually gained weight and flew up to the wings.

It didn't take me a week to do that.

And at some point, they called Ivan "the Great Warrior."

Of course, Ivan was fond of the title in its current progressive form.

‘Rotten. Be what you are. ’

Ivan thought with his tongue.

Then one of the Kentauros came in walking through the tent.

“The Great Warrior. Someone came to see you. ”

“What. The warriors who heard the rumors again? ”

“I don't think so. The visitor did not appear to be a warrior. ”

I feel a little annoyed.

Ivan sighed and shook his hand.

“Tell them to come in. ”

“I see.”

Soon someone came into the tent.

When she came in, the dark tent seemed to brighten. It was not just a metaphor. Flame-like hair held much more intense light than candles that secretly illuminated the interior of the tent.

Ivan narrows his eyes.

‘Certainly not a warrior. ’

Even if a woman's body is trained, she immediately teases. Even though his teacher seems to be a worthless kid, under his fragile appearance, the condensed muscles are firmly positioned.

In that sense, this woman was far from a warrior.

“Who are you? ”

“· · · · · · Torkunta. ”

You've heard all the weird names.

“Yes, Torkunta. What brings you here? ”

“I have a favor to ask. ”

“What is it?”

The woman in the trap, Torkunta, said in a heavy voice.

“Kill me. ”